I did a lovely short triathlon today outside of Valparaiso, Indiana, which turns out to be less than an hour from my house, me being on the south side of Chicago and all.
I talked to a man who, at 70, was doing his first triathlon ever.
I saw one bike spill. Someone was dismounting at the bike finish, and over-dismounted, I guess.
The swim was only a quarter mile, which is a distance I can do without really practicing, which I know because that's what I did. My wife says my training is eccentric, which seems to be a polite word for nutty.
I'm fascinated by the way I'm faster when there's competition. So a race is always a more intense workout than an ordinary workout.
It's fun to push the throttle to see
how much speed's inside of me.